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fraiserire · 2 years

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YOU ARE SUPPOSED TO CARE!!!!!!!!! YOU ARE SUPPOSED TO FEEL!!!!!! FEEL FEEL FEEL!!!! FOR THE LOVE OF GOD AND ALL THINGS GOOD AND PURE FEEL SOMETHING!!!! OPEN YOUR HEART! BE VULNERABLE! BE SOFT! BE SO FULL OF LOVE AND MESSY AND CRY YOUR HEART OUT!!!!!!! LOVE AND FEEL!!! FEEL AND LOVE!!! YOU ARE SUPPOSED TO CARE! IT IS OKAY TO CARE!!! TO LOVE, TO HURT, AND CRY! PLEEEEEEASE FOR THE LOVE OF THE WORLD, CARE. FEEL. LOVE. BE A MESS OF LOVE AND FEELINGS!!! WE NEED OPEN HEARTS AND KIND EYES WITH BEAMING SOULS!!!! PLEASE!!!!!

#fraiserire #care for the environment #care for others #vulnerable #pure love #be soft #softness #soft heart #open heart #open your heart #PLEASE CHOSE LOVE FIERCELY AND SOFTLY

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fraiserire · 1 year

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The mushroom in the backyard was asking about you.

#I think this is a wonderful compliment #fraiserire #cottagecore #goblincore #gremlincore #cottageblr

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fraiserire · 1 month

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Why are they remaking Harry Potter instead of giving us the marauders? I wanna see them fuck stuff up.

#fraiserire #mauraders #remus lupin #sirius black #james potter #lily evans #severus snape #peter pettigrew #harry potter

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fraiserire · 14 days

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Why do I want a will graham x witchy girlfriend? She’s actually a good and sweet person. She’s also a green witch so she’s very in tune with nature and helps him with herbs and a flowers.

Something stupid I made.

#fraiserire #will graham #will graham x reader #witchy #fanfiction #fanfic #fandom #fanfic request #we just need more will graham with a sweet s/o #any recommendations?#Spotify

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fraiserire · 3 months

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Inspired by the lovely, @podencos

#kevin james meme #fraiserire #cottagecore #cottagecore aesthetic #poetic prose #journalling #booklr #sleepytime tea #tea lover #cozy cottage #cozycore #cozy aesthetic #records #record player

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fraiserire · 21 days

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In LOOOOOVE, this was inspired by a post I saw a long time about a Harry Potter character that I don’t know remember the name of. 👍🏼🩷

#cottagecore #fraiserire #fairy #cottagecore aesthetic #fantasycore #whats in my bag #adventurecore #adventures #hobbitcore #fairycore #goblincore #gremlincore #forestcore #adventure aesthetic #chaos gremlin #witchy #bog child #bog witch #green witch

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fraiserire · 1 year

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Let’s see, more: flowers, kindness, healing, journaling/scrapbooking, sweetness, baking, softness, open mind & heart, open arms & generosity, ribbons, gardening, dresses & skirts, books, gentleness, herbs, creating, soft curls, fruits, healthy & hearty foods, braids, glitter, & love, love, love

#fraiserire #flower #cottage garden #scrapbook #journaling #self healing #open heart #flowers #braids #baking #manifestation #manifesting #be soft #pure heart #poetry

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fraiserire · 5 months

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Sometimes I do wonder, it comes in passing dreams throughout days such as this one, that my parents would be happier if they had no children. I can envision them with an aura of freedom and happiness that have not found with me here. That if I could go back in time and tell them not to have children. Not because I don’t want to be born but so that they can be truly happy. In those dreams I see, they are the happiest with no children. A joy I can’t seem to give them no matter what I do.

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fraiserire · 5 months

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I don’t want to bury you.

I really don’t want to bury so full of all this hatred, resentment, this deep and burning anger, that I not only see but feel like a scorch upon my cheek.

I don’t want to bury you.

Why do you pull yourself so low?

Why do you choose to drown even with my hand held out you, begging, screaming for you to take it! I can help you! I want to help you, I want to love YOU again.

I don’t want to bury you.

Not when the love you used to give felt like the lilac butterfly blanket of my youth.

Safe, warm, and soft yet reassuring.

I don’t want to bury you.

I just want you back.

- A. Nicole. M

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fraiserire · 1 year

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What happened to me?

I used to be sweet, so sweet I left behind the scent of honey and radiated happiness.

So kind and funny too. I used to have a light in my eyes, “wow, your eyes are so sparkly right now!” I used to get so many compliments on being bright eyed.

On being curious and dreamlike. I used to run away barefoot and dance with fireflies in the honeysuckle scented night under the mulberry tree.

The trees were my friends, along with the lily patches in the yard, I used to lay beside and watch the clouds in the brightest bluest sky.

I used to run with my dogs through piles of leaves and spin in the snow.

I used to have blanket forts and books filled with kind princesses and princes.

I used to be made of daisies and willow branches.

Now I feel like my throat is burnt and I’m rotting like forgotten fruit.

What happened to me?

~ A. Nicole. M

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fraiserire · 6 months

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I want to scream, I want to cry, I want break things, I want to rip things apart, I want rip myself apart, I want to punch something until I break every bone in my hand and it’s left raw, I want to kick, I want to fight tooth and nail, I want set everything on fire, I want to claw my way out, I want to claw my very heart but still nothing seems to be enough for the all the rage and anger and astounding amount of pain that is lodged into my very being, heart and soul.

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fraiserire · 10 months

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Once. In a dream.

I was surrounded by light,

I felt warm, serene even.

The grass was soft, the wildflowers abundant and vibrant. The breeze carried dandelions with the scent of honeyed cream from the bees.

Once. In a dream.

I had wild daisies in my hair as I floated down the river through water lilies, befriending water spirits and frogs along the current.

Once. In a dream.

I was dancing along with fireflies to a band of crickets under a starlit sky seen through the cracks in the canopy of trees. The night air brought the scent of wet lilacs and honeysuckle. The rain dampened moss cooling under my bare feet as the fireflies guided me along through another dance.

Once. In a dream.

The sun was bright and grew brighter when I smiled towards him, thanking him for my sun kissed freckles as the ocean invites me back in to play with turtles again.

Once. In a dream.

I was covered in butterflies, filling me with hope and reminding me of miracles as they so gracefully whispered words of love.

Once. In a dream.

I slept with wolves and bears without fear. I swam with sharks and climbed mountains. I was free.

Once. In a dream.

I was home.

- A. Nicole. M

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fraiserire · 7 months

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I love how Crowley doesn’t have a side. He says he’s on “his side” which in a way he is but he is also very protective of kids, humans and - dare I say-love? Almost seems…purer to me.

#crowley #crowley good omens #good omens #pure hearted Crowley #GOSH HE DESERVES SO MUCH BETTER #fraiserire

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fraiserire · 1 year

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My goal is to be kind, sweet, to be so full of love that my very being soothes but instead I’m coarse, hardened, and scared. I’m not sure how to soften myself.

#short prose #feelings #fraiserire #to be loved and loving #softened #heart help #crying heart

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fraiserire · 2 years

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“I miss you.”

“I’m right here.”

You’d say, as if you’re not staring right through me. As if I’m not here begging and screaming at you to let me in, just let me in. Why won’t you let me in? I can see your pain, your anger. I can feel it. You’re hurting the ones you love most because of that anger, the grief you feel so deeply, like a bullet straight through the heart. I know you’re staring at the hole it left behind trying to figure it where it all went so wrong. I wonder where it all went wrong as well, and if you let me in I can show a way to patch that void in your heart.

“I miss you.”

“I’m right here.”

No, you’re not. Not unless you let someone in.

- A. Nicole. M

#fraiserire #prose poetry #grief journal #heartbreak poem #emptiness #poetry corner #poetryportal #inkstay #poeticstories #illustrans #poetscreed #poetscafe #poetscity #writerscreed #writersblock #words #dead poets society

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fraiserire · 10 months

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SOMEONE BE MY COTTAGECORE GREMLIN PEN PAL. please. 🥹

#penpal #penpal wanted #cottagecore #goblincore #gremlincore #gremlin child #fraiserire #cottageblr #flowercore #gremlin community #chaos gremlin #gremlin rambles #goblin culture #goblin things #letters #letter writing

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